You’ve got no say in the matter
You’ve got no choice cause you’ve got no voice
You’ve got no say in the matter
You’ve got no choice cause you’ve got no voice
You shit on yourself and you expect me to clean that up
You’ve let your last turd out, last turd out
You’re a permanent stain, a stain on society
I’m rubbing you out, rubbing you out entirely
You’ve got no say in the matter
You’ve got no choice cause you’ve got no voice
You’ve got no say in the matter
You’ve got no choice cause you’ve got no fucking voice
No voice
No, no voice
You look like a fool as you’re creeping down the road
I know you’re half asleep, you won’t hear your shit explode
Stuck in your chair, no muscle mass
Nothing you can do to stop the blast
You’ve got no say in the matter
You’ve got no choice cause you’ve got no voice
You’ve got no say in the matter
You’ve got no choice cause you’ve got no fucking voice
Bluesy protopunk in the great Detroit tradition by the city's own the Stools, with dashes of the Stooges, Negative Approach, and the Gories. Bandcamp New & Notable May 25, 2023
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